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Now that Pepper’s here, one of the questions I’m asked most often is, ‘How are you doing it all?’ The answer is, I’m not.
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While children under the age of two aren’t being seriously hampered by social distancing, these tips offer some concrete ways to help your baby develop.
In the four years we dated and five years we’ve now been married, we’ve never spent this much time together — until now.
I used to tell people we got along better the more we were apart.
Back then, it was probably true. We both needed our space to grow, pursue — push. Time apart gave us the freedom to do that, to push and push and push throughout the day and then crash back together. Minds tired. Bodies exhausted. Souls ready to decompress.
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Lately, I’ve found myself slipping books off the shelf, ones I haven’t opened in years. I thumb through the pages. I read a sentence here “Why Did I Sign up for the Amazon Associates Program?”
Around here, big is just the way we do things. Garrett and I are big people, with a big baby and a big dog.
A really big dog in fact. A 111-pound Rottweiler with a head that comes up to my waist and a mouth that devours cookies like they never existed. While his bark is loud and his frequent talking can scare most people, Zeus would like nothing more to cuddle. Or play fetch. Or chase our remote control car. In short, we couldn’t have asked for a better family pet.
Baths are standard protocol in the world of babies. And there’s nothing wrong with that. In fact, as a tiny tot, I was pretty jealous of all those kids who had bath toys and soap chalk.
But as a 6-foot woman, I find them less than enjoyable. Especially because at the end I feel like I need a shower anyway. Perhaps it’s because I was raised a shower baby. My dad would take me “up the water shaft” and my mom taught me to thoroughly rinse the big girl conditioner (once I was using big girl conditioner).
You grow this baby and the entire time people open doors, carry bags, and insist you cut to the front of the bathroom line. Then you pop the sucker out and suddenly everyone’s focused on those 10 tiny toes and perfect little nose.
Your house turns into a minefield of baby play gyms and burp cloths. People roll their eyes when they see you walk in with a loaded car seat. And all the while, you’re just re-hiking your maternity pants.